Stay True

No Devolución, Thursday

Contributors

Vocals:

Geoff Rickly

Guitar:

Tom Keeley

Drums:

Tucker Rule

Bass:

Tim Payne

Guitar, Backup Vocals:

Steve Pedulla

Keyboards, Synthesizer:

Andrew Everding

Lyrics

Kid, you need some thicker skin.You don't take punches well.You're just like your old manBut you're young and scared.You're weak in your beliefsAnd you've got so much to proveAnd not a lot of timeBefore they get to you.

So please, Stay True.

Yeah, you stick up for your friendsAnd you've got a lot of heart.You remind me of myselfBefore I lost my nerve.

I've been counting my mistakes.I can see all that we've lostAnd I don't want to talkAbout the old days.

Disregard those clapping hands.They'll turn to punches when you're down.Disregard the critics' praise.They'll be the first to tell the newsThat you've sold your soul.Disregard those dollar signs.They'll buy the biggest house in hellWhere you'll live alone.Just keep your head down,Keep your friends close,Hold fast to your beliefsAnd, whatever else you do,Stay True.Believe me, when I say,It's the hardest thing to do.Stay True.They'll kill you by inches.Don't let them make a move.Stay True.Look me in the eyeAnd promise me one thing:Stay True.Nothing else matters.None of this is real.

Disregard the cynics' path.They'll buy a drink and laugh with youWhile you trade defeats.Disregard your fear of death.We've all got a lot to lose.Whatever else you do,Stay True.